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I bet by now you're imprinted on every detail of the pleasure implant controller's design now: the colours, the contours, the feel of the button. That's why we let you play with it so long, that and to get you fully hooked on the signals it sends to your brain No, you won't get to hold it again You can look at it, nestled in my hand, remember how it felt to touch. See my thumb, so achingly close to the button, hoping that thumb will move

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New Article: Filling Hypnosis Scenes

I'm VERY proud of this article about a ton of things you can do to fill time with play IN TRANCE.

I think a lot of us struggle with "So they're in trance... Now what?" And we often feel like we need to wake people up in order to enjoy play and triggers. But the reality is that there is SO much available to us to play with in hypnosis -- all really amazing, unique stuff!

It is 4.5k words; essentially several mini-articles in one, on topics like:

Deepeners

Flow-state hypnosis

Waking trance

Brainwashing

And more.

Please check it out :) https://www.patreon.com/posts/132445483

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Gonna bring this here too because we are fighting the good fight again on whatever that other app is called now and sorry if this ruins the good wholesome kinky vibes we had going here but...

If you see my fansly account disappear soon, you know why. It's happening again (and by again I mean another platform unfairly banning hypnosis for no damn reason) and honestly has made it really hard to be a full time hypnokink creator in the last few years.

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Would you believe this wisdom came from Facebook? Anyway send this to anyone using conservative rhetoric in leftist spaces.

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do y'all even know how much i hate being an "elder queer" at 40? a whole goddamn generation before me was wiped out by a plague that politicians deemed not their problem bc it was killing the "right" people. like. this was OPENLY STATED. i spent a large chunk of my childhood going to funerals. nevermind the fact that killing queer people for being queer wasn't codified into law as a hate crime until i was a junior in high school.

i should NOT be an elder queer, i should be middle at most. i am a middle aged queer. most of the elder queers died.

when i was growing up i didn't go to pride parades, i went to pride marches. because that's 100% what they were in the 80s and 90s.

from the absolute bottom of my heart, LEARN OUR FUCKING HISTORY. a generation was nearly wiped out so you young queers could be here. don't let that have been in vain, please.

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The Amplification Collar Does Its Work

"You don't want to give us any more trouble now, do you, sweetie?" The words were accompanied by the lightest caress of Mitsu's bared breasts, really little more than the faintest brush against her skin, but the collar around her neck amplified the sensation until her whole body trembled with ecstasy and she pushed her chest out in a pleading effort to get more. She knew on some level it was degrading to be reduced to wordlessly begging to get her tits groped like this, and she absolutely understood they were going to keep using it against her until her brain was thoroughly reduced to mush… but somehow it felt like resistance could wait until after the next reward for her blank, thoughtless compliance.

Mitsu's handlers chuckled as they watched her tongue loll out of her mouth, her face unthinkingly settling into an expression of simpering ahegao servility in the hopes of getting her tits played with again. "That's a good girl," one of them murmured, giving her another feather-light touch against her soft brown nipple, and Mitsu heard herself whimper in absolutely pathetic arousal--she knew she should be fighting this, all her instincts and her training told her it was how important it was to maintain resistance in the face of enemy efforts to break down her willpower, but nothing in her training manuals had ever prepared her for what it was like to suddenly feel as if her breasts had grown a few million extra nerve endings each, all of them devoted to absolute brain-breaking pleasure.

Pleasure. The word penetrated her loose and foggy mind, bringing with it an understanding of the manner of Mitsu's subjugation that did her absolutely no good under the circumstances. Pleasure was so much harder to fight than pain, because it hijacked millions of years of evolutionary priming that told her brain and her body that whatever she was doing was good and right and absolutely vital to the continuation of her species. Food tasted good because it kept her going, sex felt good because it was how she passed along her genes to the next generation, and giving away vital intelligence to her captors felt good because it meant they would play with her big heavy cow tits. And Mitsu wanted that so badly now.

"Is there anything else you want to tell us before we send you to the harems, pretty girl?" her other handler asked, and Mitsu felt like she was outside her own body watching herself shake her head in an amiable admission that she'd betrayed her cause and her country as thoroughly as she was able. She felt certain they would bring her back if they wanted to ask follow-up questions, but Mitsu wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to understand them--already language felt like it was getting smaller and simpler inside her head, replaced with the desire to please, and she suspected she knew what had happened to all those missing agents she was supposed to be looking for. She could only hope they wouldn't send anyone after her.

The handler cupped her cheek, stroking it with an air of warm praise that felt almost orgasmic all by itself. "That's a good girl," he repeated, his praise practically melting Mitsu's feeble brain. "Would you like us to fuck you now?" Mitsu understood intuitively that it would be too much for her; as amplified as her nervous system was, an actual orgasm would dissolve her mind into so much mush. But at the same time, she couldn't imagine wanting anything more, and she bobbed her head up and down in an eager nod that was the closest she would ever come again to a decision of her own.

(If you enjoy this fiction and want to make sure it continues, please visit https://www.patreon.com/Jukebox to become a supporter. Or, if you simply want to make a one-time contribution, you can drop me a tip at https://ko-fi.com/jukebox instead. Thank you!)

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big warning if you do get into hypnosis: develop the skills necessary to know your boundaries extremely well and firmly impose them and you need need need need need to be able to pull yourself up out of trance. there is no harm in hitting the block button if people try and harm you, even if it is smack dab in the middle of a session, but you do need to be able to know how to protect yourself

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Fuck this stupid fucking shit. Something has to give

Gonna bring this here too because we are fighting the good fight again on whatever that other app is called now and sorry if this ruins the good wholesome kinky vibes we had going here but...

If you see my fansly account disappear soon, you know why. It's happening again (and by again I mean another platform unfairly banning hypnosis for no damn reason) and honestly has made it really hard to be a full time hypnokink creator in the last few years.

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Hypnokink history post!

You got to brainwash an entire ballroom full of people?? What was that like? It must have been an incredible sight to behold.

Yes I sure did! So basically Lee Allure asked me back in 2018 if I would join her in a brainwashing experience for charmed 2019. I said yes and then we met up at the con to do a little demo run of something before the class. I knew there would be a spiral and some phrases for the session so going into it, I was kind of not exactly sure what to expect. The number of people in that room really shook me.

It felt like jumping off a cliff tbh. I was incredibly nervous going into it but I just focused on what I was doing and tried not to panic. If I had thought logically about what was happening I probably would have been scared but it really was a lot of fun.

Someone even wrote a story about that event AND my friend drew a comic strip about it.

art by livartisan

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Thinking about hypnotic books.

You've got your classic concepts: the books with language so alluring they lull you right into trance as you read, the books you feel compelled to keep coming back to, the books that slip ideas into your mind without your realizing the ideas might come from anyone but yourself.

But there are also books with notes in the margins, scrawled warnings urging you to be careful, delicate cursive devotions, words that might or might not have been there the last time you read this.

Words in your handwriting, that you don't remember writing, that make you wonder how many times you've read this book and surrendered to it.

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You guys think I'm joking about the experimentation kink, but I think if I ever found out that a partner WAS taking notes on me and what I liked somewhere- I would pass out from how horny that would make me

Oh- you have spreadsheets on my preferences like a fucking weirdo? My dude, this is exactly my brand of freak, our autistic asses shall be married in the morning

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It seems like the older I get, the more irrationally angry casual censorship makes me. And it isn't just the "unalive" "grape" alleged filter-dodging vernacular, but the way normal words will be peppered with asterisks, or screenshots will have words like "gay" "hell" "fuck" etc either partially or entirely blurred. Who is this helping? What is the purpose of it, except to reinforce shame and elevate a flimsy perception of purity and safety, however those things manifest. It's so tiresome and I'm sick of it.

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When you put them in trance and make you and their need for you the burning sun at the center of their universe, their face looks so serious, right? Like, I'm just doing this for a quick fuck, chill dude haha

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Pre-recorded hypnosis is FUNDAMENTALLY different from live hypnosis, and we learn bad habits by conflating the two.

I think live hypnotists are not done any favors by being led to believe that their patter and narratives need to be "perfect," coherent, and static.

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So like, it's obvious to me reading the comments on my post that anti-porn people are largely like, afraid of porn. Like the concept of a sex video is really spooky to them. They're not making thoughtful critiques of the porn industry, which is genuinely a really fucked up industry, they're mostly just spooked by the concept of a sex video and what it could Do To You If You See It.

I said this in another post, but it's like, the difference between "a ton of coffee is produced using slave labor" (valid, important criticism of the coffee industry) and "coffee turns people into raving coffee addicts who forget how to interact with anyone because they're so obsessed with their coffee" (objectively not true, insane viewpoint).

It's literally just sex videos. They really cannot hurt you.

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Some people need a reminder of this.